Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

Two days later.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Inside the majestic and solemn hall.

The elders stood respectfully on the left and right sides of the main hall, and in front of them were seven seats, where the seven chief priests sat solemnly with their eyes closed, resting.

At the very front of the main hall, Bibi Dong sat in the main seat, with two seats of slightly lower status placed on either side of her.

The ceremony was unusually quiet at this moment.

But everyone's gaze turned in unison towards the direction leading to the main hall.

Time passes bit by bit.

Footsteps gradually appeared in the direction leading to the offering hall.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi came into view.

Since today is the investiture ceremony, both of them are dressed very formally.

Qian Renxue wore a gold dress with minimal embellishment, its style simple yet elegant. The gold stand-up collar protected her fair and slender neck, and her long golden hair was neatly combed back.

It gives people a sense of elegance and nobility at first glance.

Ye Xi's style differed from Qian Renxue's. Her silver dress was adorned with simple patterns outlined in gold and silver threads, fitting her perfectly from head to toe. Her silver hair was neatly combed, and her jewel-like eyes held a touch of authority.

But he gives off a very easygoing vibe.

"Greetings, young master!"

"Greetings, Miss!"

The elders bowed respectfully to the two in unison.

The worshippers also rose from their seats and bowed slightly to the two.

Qian Renxue and Ye Xi nodded to everyone and walked towards the front of the main hall, stopping not far from Bibi Dong.

"Today is the day for the investiture of saints and popes."

"I will personally crown you."

Bibi Dong stood up from her seat and walked towards Qian Renxue and Ye Xi.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu also stood up, and beside him was a tray with two crowns that were almost identical in shape.

Holding the tray, Qian Daoliu approached Bibi Dong and looked at Qian Renxue and Ye Xi with kind eyes.

Bibi Dong picked up a crown, glanced at the two of them, and first went to Ye Xi, placing the crown on Ye Xi's head.

"From this day forward, Ye Xi will be His Holiness the Pope of our Spirit Hall, with a status equal to that of the Pope."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Xi.

Bibi Dong gestured to Ye Xi to choose a seat.

Ye Xi looked at the seats on both sides, thought for a moment, and then walked to the seat on the right.

Although the two seats are at the same height, the left seat is usually considered more prestigious. Therefore, Ye Xi's choice of the right seat indicates that he is subordinate to Qian Renxue.

After Ye Xi had chosen his seat, Bibi Dong picked up the last crown and placed it on Qian Renxue's head.

"From this day forward, Qian Renxue is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall and the successor to the future Pope."

Bibi Dong's voice was full of seriousness.

Qian Renxue went to the seat on the left and sat down.

No sooner had they sat down than a cacophony of voices erupted in the Papal Palace.

"Meet Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

The elders knelt on one knee and lowered their heads.

The worshippers bowed in respect.

"Elders, please rise as we make offerings."

Qian Renxue and Ye Xi spoke almost simultaneously, raising their hands slightly to signal everyone to stand up.

As they spoke, they exchanged a glance, both with smiles on their lips.

Ye Xi subtly adjusted the crown on his head. The crown was made of purple-gold, which was heavy and not very comfortable to wear.

Anyway, Ye Xi didn't feel very comfortable.

Ye Xi glanced thoughtfully at the nine-curved purple-gold crown on Bibi Dong's head with his azure eyes.

She now understood why Bibi Dong didn't wear a crown when handling government affairs. There was no other reason than that it was a bit heavy and could easily fall off if she bent over.

Qian Renxue and Ye Xi sat quietly, observing the situation below. Bibi Dong, on the other hand, announced a series of events.

The investiture ceremony lasted a long time.

It didn't end until noon.

After the investiture ceremony concluded, all the elders and devotees withdrew from the Papal Palace in an orderly fashion.

In the vast hall, only Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and Ye Xi remained.

The three looked at each other, none of them speaking, and the atmosphere became somewhat silent.

The atmosphere only eased when Hu Liena entered the ceremony.

"I met the teacher."

"Meet Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

Hu Liena bowed respectfully to the three of them, then stood up and said to Bibi Dong, "Teacher, I am ready."

"We can set off at any time for the Killing City."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

"Nana, I'll send you to the City of Slaughter tomorrow."

Bibi Dong's voice was very gentle.

"If you're going to the City of Slaughter, could you please pass on a message to someone for me?"

Ye Xi thought for a moment, then opened his palm, revealing a black feather.

"To pass on a message?"

"To whom should we deliver the message?"

Hu Liena looked somewhat puzzled.

"The Slaughterer".

"Tell her I'll be waiting for her at the Frost and Snow Pavilion in Tiandou City, and then give her this feather."

As Ye Xi spoke, he used his soul power to control the feathers and headed towards Hu Liena's direction.

Hu Liena reached out and took the feather, nodding slightly to Ye Xi to indicate that she remembered it.

"If there's nothing else, we'll head back now."

Qian Renxue got up from her seat, gave Ye Xi a look, and then walked towards the Hall of Offerings.

Upon receiving Qian Renxue's signal, Ye Xi quickly followed in her footsteps.

Watching the two leave, Bibi Dong said nothing, but turned her gaze to Hu Liena and led her towards the rear hall of the Papal Palace.

……

As soon as Qian Renxue and Ye Xi stepped into the area of ​​the offering hall, Tian Yao appeared before them.

"Little Lord."

"Miss."

"Is the investiture ceremony over?"

Tianyao approached the two of them, his eyes filled with amazement as he looked at their attire.

"Well, it's over."

Ye Xi reached out and took off the crown from her head, placing it in Tian Yao's arms.

Qian Renxue also took off the crown from her head.

"It's much more comfortable this way."

"This crown is still a bit heavy."

Qian Renxue spoke softly.

"I feel the same way; it's a bit uncomfortable to wear."

Ye Xi gently took Qian Renxue's arm.

"Tianyao, please help us put the crown in the main hall of the offering hall. Xier and I will go back and change our clothes first."

Qian Renxue gave the order and then walked with Ye Xi toward their residence.

Tianyao, carrying the two crowns, returned to the main hall of the sacrificial temple.

(End of this chapter)